For a moment, nobody in the arena seemed to move even a muscle, not even a twitch.
Two totally brand new figures stood beside Leon, both undead.
They were lean compared to the towering Skeleton Swordsman, with their bodies wrapped in worn desert clothing with no armour. Their empty faces half wrapped showed nothing, but their bodies were already positioned naturally, each one standing at a slightly different angle.
Leon lowered his hands slowly. Anyone could tell he was being dramatic on purpose, sicne he didn't need to raise his hand to bring out his summons.
'This should make things easier.' He said in his mind.
He had kept the two Desert Skirmishers hidden until now for a reason. There was no point showing everything he could do when nobody had forced him to.
The Skeleton Swordsman was already being pushed back, and Leon could see that the situation would only get worse if he continued fighting two against one.
